And just for a while... I had forgotten...

25/09/2008

This leads to an endless way until I wish to know your name; I want to shout it when anguish becomes light. The blood of your soul is as anesthesia; your look as my shelter. What is the color of your eyes? Be my faith, sparkling smile. Be the last, the last one who forgives this angel of desire. Think not that the beast is at home -cause am I your beast, and can't leave you alone- but don't see it. So don't fear. Know not that is me. Thanks for these wings. Dissapear into light, and join me in blackness. Be my hope and my fear, my silence, my screams; your fire I will be-as I am now- so just burn in passion, and be careful. Think that fear is longer than pain; that brain is just a tool. My soul, your soul, this gloom, your eyes, our moon. There's nothing realer that me and you.

20/09/2008

Cannot see the rainwhen my eyes are still blindedwith his divine haze.

Only a iron shadow bathed in crimsons sleeps.

I'll be there... maybe.'Cause you won't... But might be...Heaven.

Stop it now.Or follow me...

The creech of the heart cannot be silent anymore.So hear it! Blame it!Bless it! Then curse it with your faked smile.Let it survive, just for be blessedWith your loner soul existence.

'Cause have your tears,Is long better than keep my happiness.Because your sadness...Is the furthest way I can reach.

"Until that, two eyes walk the night. Hand in hand. Witha wonderful creation. They flower they soar, now growsbeatiful -as their love-. He's feeling like a little King; hislittle princess follows the trail of his breathe. "I'll alwaysbe here", was the promise in their fire. Everything toshare, nothing to lose."But now, just tears to shed.

05/09/2008

"September Ashes". Summer ends, a new season arrives. I think that they are things that everyone needs, just to change our lifes. Like someone said "If that scares you it's because you must try it", and I really thing that we must. We must to have valour to have choices. By the way, this is the second time I read "The Alchemist". The Personal Legend. All of us have one, our big dream, our biggest fight. Damn it! We are fighting again. Like the most of the time, against us.A lot of times I want to stop, and say a "shut up!" to my head. But it doesn't make anything. Damn it again! I must live with it.

About

Living lost in a little village of Spain. I like running away from reality. I'm a dreamer. I like releasing my mind every day, building a new life to live in. I'm very curious of unknown things. I play electric guitar. One of the best things that I have is art, I need to explain many things by this way. I love poetry, and if I could live in another era... I would live in the Romanticism.